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Tuesday Tales and the "END"

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to Tuesday Tales. I introduce you to a WIP I have going under my sweet pseudonym Allee Mae. It's the 3rd in my YA paranormal romance series the Critter Getters. This book is entitled Finding Love in a Black Lagoon. Our prompt today is the word "end". As a writer, one of our favorite things to type is "the end", although it might not always be the favorite thing for a reader to read. :)

“Kal and I
are headed into town for a supply run. Anybody want anything?” Caleb’s hair was
freshly combed and still slightly wet from a recent shower.

“Dude, are
you wearing cologne?” Owen leaned toward Caleb and took a big whiff. “That
shirt you’re wearing doesn’t even have a stain on it either.”

“Cut it out
man, I just took a shower, that’s all.” Caleb shrugged his shoulders and as
hard as he tried, he couldn’t shake the sheepish look he had on his face.

Leandra took
a long sip of her iced tea. “I think you and Kal are going on a date. Your
flimsy offer to get us something from town was to throw off the scent. But, if
it smells like a date and walks like a date, then, it’s a date.”

“Don’t you
mean if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, then, it’s a duck?”
Kalista appeared from the hallway in a colorful sundress and summer sandals.
She was sliding a shawl over her shoulders. Her hair glistened and curtained
down to her mid-back. Kalista had on a touch of mascara and pink lip gloss.

“Yea, but, a
date isn’t a duck, so, I had to change it some, anyway…stop trying to change
the subject. We know you two are boyfriend and girlfriend. That’s old news.
But, trying to ditch us is a new thing.” Leandra turned to Owen. “So, it
starts. We are not the trusty sidekicks anymore, we are the third and fourth
wheels.” She stopped mid-thought and adopted a quizzical expression. “But, if you think about it, a car can’t go
anywhere with just two wheels. So, you kinda need us.”

Caleb shook
his keys in her direction. “Maybe I’ll buy myself a motorcycle then.” He put
his hand on Kalista’s back and they scooted out the front door before anyone
could argue. The screen door lightly slammed with a succinct finish to the
conversation.

Owen sat
down next to Leandra on the couch. “We could play dominoes or cards or
something.” Owen glanced down to his watch. “It’s very early in the evening.”

“Oh, yea,
and I bet Pearl is coming over or something, so, you’re just seeing how much time
you have to spend with me. It’s the beginning of the end, I can see it now.”

“No way,
Lea. We are buddies, so, you pick it and we will do it.”

“Are you
certain Pearl isn’t coming over?” Her lip stuck out just slightly.

“Pearl has
to work tonight, so it’s just you and me kid.” Owen brushed hair away from her
eyes. “What are you sad about?”

Leandra
grabbed a pillow and hugged it into her stomach. “I’m not sad, it’s just hard.
Everything is fine when we are in a group, but, now, we are starting to pair
off and I’m literally the third wheel.”

“Why don’t
you have a fella of your own? You’re a beautiful girl…and smart and funny.”

Leandra
looked around the room before she leaned in close to Owen and whispered. “I’ve
got a confession to make. I’m really very shy.”

Owen
chuckled and gently gave her a push on the shoulder. “Right…you? Shy? I ain’t
buying it.”

Her eyes
bubbled with tears. “I can talk to you, but, I wouldn’t have any idea what to
say to a guy.”

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